Greetings Again All,
I have always been conscious of the need to make the the management of our small block as low input as possible. I was 50 and my wife a couple of years less when we moved out here. I will be 71 next Sunday and we hope to be able to stay here for years yet. Eventually though we both know that we will have to move back into town. I haven't given it much thought (and probably shouldn't given my tendency to over think things) but it did occur to me that my late father had provided me with some guidance. Dad moved into a flat in town in his late 70's. He was finding his house and section too much to handle and scoured the market for a flat with a bit of ground around it nice and close to the Supermarket, Library and Doctors. Eventually he found one, moved in, dug up half the lawn and converted it into raised beds. Planting then began in earnest. In his younger years Dad had gardened to keep us fed, now he gardened to keep himself active and sane. As he got older and ate less supply of vegetables far exceeded supply. My mother had passed away in 1990 and dad was quite deaf, even with a hearing aid, and not a social animal at all, so he came up with a plan. He made it known to the lady in the front flat that he would be putting any surplus produce outside his gate on Tuesday mornings and that she and any one else could help themselves. Worked a treat. After depositing his weekly offerings dad went inside and made a cup of coffee. There was never as much as a leaf left by the time he had finished it. After Dad died in 2011 there was a row of giant leeks ready. My son took some, the Land Agent took some and there were plenty left for the new owner. Something to aspire to.
Regards Grandpamac.
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